John Barrowman - Angel

　　LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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　　Spend all your time waiting for that second chance

　　For the break that will make it OK

　　There always some reason to feel not good enough

　　And it hard at the end of the day

　　I need some distraction or a beautiful release

　　Memories seep from my veins

　　Let me be empty and weightless and maybe

　　l find some peace tonight

　　In the arms of the Angel far away from here

　　From this dark, cold hotel room,

　　and the endlessness that you feel

　　You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

　　You are in the arms of the Angel;

　　may you find some comfort here

　　So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn

　　There vultures and thieves at your back

　　The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies

　　That make up for all that you lack

　　It dont make no difference, escape one last time

　　It easier to believe

　　In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness

　　That brings me to my knees

　　In the arms of the Angel far away from here

　　From this dark, cold hotel room,

　　and the endlessness that you feel

　　You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

　　You are in the arms of the Angel;

　　may you find some comfort here

　　In the arms of the Angel

　　may you find some comfort here